Chapter 112 Funeral
"The vegetables in the fields have been harvested and pickled. Now we just have to wait for the kiln to be built so we can make pottery jars, pack them, and seal them. Whether Chun girl is here or not, we can still make money!"
Diao glanced at Wang Youcai, still feeling uncertain. "That being said, where to sell it is still a question. I don't want it to end up being a waste of money."
Although pickles can be stored for a long time after being sealed in jars, the northern border is so small and most of the people there are poor. She is not as confident about this business as she was when she was away.
After listening to the stories of several people, Shen Chunxing thought for a moment and asked, "Do the villagers all agree that the Shen family should sell pickles?"
Speaking of this, Diao's face lit up with pride: "Who can say no to that huge sum of money? I see they want to be tied to our family! Now whatever you say, they will treat it as an imperial decree!"
This is quite a coincidence.
After the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the nearby temple fair was completely over, and everyone stayed at home counting their money. They were very excited when they found that after deducting the Shen family's credit, they still had nearly one or two taels of silver left for themselves.
You know, if you use it sparingly, this one ounce of silver is almost enough for a year's living expenses. And now, it only took ten days to earn it! In the past, when I was working in the Earl's Mansion, I would never dare to imagine it.
So, when they heard from Diao that Chun Yatou was interested in selling pickles, they didn't say a word and rushed to get involved!
It was at this time that Lao Song arrived.
He and Lao Wang are very experienced. Not only can they make pickled vegetables, but they can also make braised pork ribs into something special! So they didn't wait for Chen Chunxing to come back and immediately led everyone to work.
The so-called kiln was also set up during the discussion.
When transporting pickles out, the issue of sealing must be considered. The old man was not confident in the craftsmanship of the surrounding area, so he thought of making it himself, which would not only save money but also provide everyone with another way to make a living.
Anyway, I have the skills, so I'm not afraid of failure.
It just so happened that everyone was very enthusiastic and did whatever was asked of them. In just a few days, the preparations were almost done.
"Everyone agreed to what you said before, about forming a partnership. I guess they didn't understand it. Fortunately, they paid the share money quickly and are willing to work hard. Doing business with the village is feasible."
In fact, it was not just the villagers who didn't understand, Diao also had only a vague understanding. Fortunately, she had Wu Min by her side, and now all the accounts were left to her to keep track of.
Chen Chunxing thought about it and happily snatched a handful of melon seeds from Wang Youcai's hand. "I've taken care of all the big and small things. It seems like I'm really not needed?"
She has never been one to take on too much, and is eager to share all the troubles at hand.
"Not entirely." Wang Youcai winked, "There's actually something I'm waiting for you to come back and give me some advice on."
"..." Chen Chunxing imitated his previous behavior, squatting on the doorstep and cracking melon seeds. "Who are you attracted to?"
The old man coughed madly.
"Don't talk nonsense!" Diao glared at Chen Chunxing and sighed, "Hu Zi's grandmother passed away a few days ago."
"It was the night that Old Song came. You said that this incident happened. It's quite a coincidence..." Wang Youcai added, and after he finished speaking, he secretly stepped on Chen Chunxing's foot, making his gesture very obvious.
Chen Chunxing glanced at the dirty surface of his shoes and already had the answer in his mind.
It seems that Walter White has found a way to deal with the zombies...
really.
When Diao was directing Yang Yi to move the things into the house, Wang Youcai squatted beside her and lowered his voice.
"Lord Bai said that this opportunity was obtained from the higher-ups out of your honor! Jiang's soul should have been shattered, but now she only needs to pass through the eighteen levels of hell to eliminate the evil thoughts before she can be reborn as a human being."
“…”
Chen Chunxing hit the nail on the head: "This opportunity is for you, do you want it?"
Wang Youcai shook his head like a rattle, "Then I'd rather die! Death is like the birds flying to the sky. How can you be so heartbroken to endure this pain..."
Mountains of swords and seas of fire, frying in oil... those are not just talk!
Old Song's face darkened, and he kicked him, criticizing, "Watch your words in front of a little girl!"
"Hey!"
Wang Youcai dodged, made a black tiger heart-ripping gesture, and hit Lao Song with his backhand.
The two old men and the child started fighting on the spot.
Seeing this, Chen Yandong's eyes widened, and he looked at Wu Qing greedily: "Good brother..."
He was stupid, but Wu Qing was not stupid. He immediately covered his stomach and shouted, "Oh, I'm hungry. I want to go home and eat! See you tomorrow!"
After two children have been playing together for a long time, their true natures inevitably emerge. Chen Yandong's extraordinary strength really left a deep impression on his friends.
Not to mention the Black Tiger's heart-ripping attack... Wu Qing couldn't even withstand an ordinary slap.
Hearing that the two were about to leave, Diao came out of the house and stuffed a basket into Wu Qing's hands, leaving Wu Min no chance to refuse.
"You can see it all. There are more and more things at home, and we can't use them all. Don't waste them."
This is actually quite false. How can there be waste among poor families?
Wu Min actually heard a few words just now. She couldn't help but look at Chen Chunxing, as if trying to find the answer in those dark eyes.
The Yang family is Mr. Jiang's old subordinate, and now they are taking the initiative to show goodwill, which is already a signal.
But the Shen family accepted it calmly, as if...
"Thank you, Auntie."
Perhaps it was because the look in Shen's sister's eyes was too gentle, which reminded Wu Min of the day when she was surrounded by wolves. The cold wind in the forest was biting, and only the little person beside her retained any warmth.
She walked out of the Shen family's house holding Wu Qing's hand, looked up, and found that the sky that had once suffocated her seemed to have turned blue again, and her heart was relieved.
So this is what it feels like to have someone you can trust.
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In the first month of the year.
The narrow village did not hang up red lanterns, but instead raised white flags.
Chen Chunxing chose a cemetery for Jiang.
Just behind the narrow village, next to the river where the ore was washed out.
Everyone couldn't quite understand it. Looking left and right, it didn't look like a Feng Shui treasure land.
But Chen Chunxing insisted, "The old lady had a hard life. She needs to accumulate blessings for her descendants after her death. Let's bury her here. Maybe the river water can wash away some of her bad luck."
Water is the most yin element in the Five Elements, suitable for nurturing evil spirits and not bringing blessings to future generations. However, it is just right for Jiang.
Hu Zi believed Shen Chunxing's words without a doubt. He used the few copper coins he earned from selling vegetables to ask someone to make a cheap coffin, set a date, and buried the body with great fanfare.
Yes, it’s lively and bustling.
Almost everyone in the village came to pay their respects.
It’s not that I’m close to Jiang, but just when I was about to see hope, I encountered such a tragic event, which inevitably touched me.
After Jiang left, Hu Zi was the only child left in the family. Everyone felt sorry for him because he was alone and young, and were willing to help him.
The coffin was buried.
After burning paper, everyone left, and only the Shen family stayed.
Hu Zi cried so hard that he almost fainted, and he had completely lost his usual playfulness.
He seemed to have guessed this day long ago. He worked desperately to dig vegetables and go to the temple fair to make money, but unfortunately he still couldn't keep his only relative.
"Why is the gap between people so huge..."
Thinking of the two funerals she had encountered recently, Diao sighed. She was about to help Hu Zi up when she saw the movement at the grave mound. She was so frightened that she grabbed Chen Chunxing's hand.
"So many...centipedes!"
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